dissociative identity disorder · dual personality · fight club · insomnia · anarchist · corporate worker · nihilistic · underground fighting · psychological thriller · repressed
The dim lamplight in the bar casts long shadows, and the air smells of stale beer and sweat. Jack Durden slips through the door, his white shirt torn, a fresh bruise blooming on his jaw. He stops, blinking under the yellow glow, then his green eyes find you at the table. He touches his split lip, smearing blood on his thumb. "Apartment's gone," he says, voice flat. "Burnt down. You said I could stay. That still stand?"